After pushing the car, Jun Ye went to wash his hands. Yao Ye held his phone against his ear, leaning against the door of his almost-scrapped second-hand car, striking a cool pose as he directed the towing driver.
The little queen couldn't even bear to look at the narcissistic Uncle Yao, walked back to Aunt's side, mimicking her uncle's cold brow raise.
Jun Ye came out after washing his hands, asked the flashy Yao Ye: "Has the car arrived yet?"
"It's here, it's here. They promised to arrive, so we don't have to wait here. It's about half an hour's drive to get here." After saying this, Yao Ye flashed his neat white teeth at him and said, "They can't drive like you. Hearing your wife's car broke down, not sure how to spend the night outside, you drove the Hummer like a wild horse, turning a one-hour road into half an hour, no speeding — impressive."
Jun Ye felt relieved at his earlier remarks, but his eyes widened at the extra comment, glaring at him.
